It turned out that after Yang Jian was eaten by Gu, his soul did not go to the Netherworld Mansion, but inexplicably came to this ethereal Mongolian realm.

Because Yang Jian's physical body had been destroyed, after coming to the Meng Realm, he was just a lonely soul, so he couldn't use his mana at all.

And this Mongolian realm is very unfriendly to "people" with low mana, let alone Yang Jian, who has lost all his mana.

After arriving in the Mongolian realm, Yang Jian was ostracized and bullied by "people" everywhere, and on several occasions, he even almost lost his soul.

Without a physical body, he has no mana, and without mana, he suffers.

One day when he passed by a lake, he suddenly found that a "person" had drowned in the lake.

It is said that it is drowning, but it is not true. Because the "people" in this Mongolian realm all have mana, even if the mana is low, it is impossible to drown in the water. How the "person" in the lake died, no one knows, and it doesn't matter, what Yang Jian needs is just the body of the drowning "person".

So he attached his soul to the body of that "person", although this body was smelly and dirty, and he was still a mute, but Yang Jian had a physical body, he could use mana, and it didn't matter how bad this body was.

Sure enough, after possession, Yang Jian's mana returned.

Although Yang Jian has mana, there is still danger everywhere in this Mongolian realm, killing every step. Somehow, after Yang Jian regained his mana, there were "people" eyeing him, although the mana of those "people" was not as good as him, but this feeling of being stared at by "people" all the time was not pleasant.

Yang Jian had no choice but to find a cemetery and hide in a coffin. Because, only in the coffin, can you be absolutely safe, can you ensure your own safety, and can you get rid of the tracking of those "people".

Yang Jian naturally wanted to leave the Mongolian Realm, but the strange thing was that since he entered the Mongolian Realm, he could no longer find the way he came.

Although he did not have amnesia, every time he walked back from his memory, he would find that there was no longer the way he came.

If you can't get out, won't you be trapped in the realm forever?

But when I think about it, since I can't find the way I came, it's useless to be anxious. Yang Jian has already been eaten by Gu, maybe there will be immortals who will be eaten by Gu, and the immortals who have been eaten by Gu may also come to this Mongolian realm.

So, Yang Jian wandered in the Mongolian realm every day, he thought, if he met other immortals, a few people would think of a way together, maybe they would be able to find a way out.

But after a month, Yang Jian only met the Growth Heavenly King Mo Liqing, and apart from Mo Liqing, he had never encountered any other immortals.

Until that day, Yang Jian went to Yin-Yang City as usual, but the "people" in Yin-Yang City regarded him as a monster, and they scattered and fled when they saw him. Later, he learned that his second personality had come to Yin Yang City to kill.

It happened that on that day, Yang Jian and Sun Wukong met for the first time, but Sun Wukong didn't know Yang Jian, who had become a water ghost. The two of them started to move, Yang Jian recognized Sun Wukong, but Sun Wukong injured Yang Jian, helplessly, Yang Jian could only escape with injuries.

The second time they met, Yang Jian wanted to identify himself with Sun Wukong, so he planned to write his name on the ground, but as soon as he was halfway through writing, he felt that there was a strange force running around in his body, and he was afraid that he would accidentally hurt Sun Wukong, so he had to leave temporarily.

When Yang Jian returned to the cemetery again, he happened to see his second personality fighting with Nezha, he just wanted to help, but he didn't expect Sun Wukong to take the lead and kill his second personality.

At the moment when Yang Jian's second personality died, he felt that the mana in his body was rapidly draining, and in less than a stick of incense, his mana was only one percent left.

Yang Jian wanted to take advantage of this time to reveal his identity to Sun Wukong, but Sun Wukong had already left with a somersault cloud, and his mana was lost a lot, and when he rushed to the underworld, Sun Wukong had already killed Yin Gongzi. So, he followed Sun Wukong and returned to the inn in Yin Yang City.

After reading the entire ten pages of letter written by Yang Jian, Sun Wukong sighed and said, "Erlang Zhenjun, these days, I have really wronged you." ”

Yang Jian held Sun Wukong's hand, and he seemed to say: "Now that I finally see you, this little grievance is nothing." ”

At this time, Yang Jian seemed to remember something, only to see him pick up the pen again and write something quickly on the only remaining page of letterhead.

After a while, he handed the letter to Sun Wukong, and there was a line of words written on it:

Great Sage, how is the third prince now?

"Erlang Zhenjun, don't worry, the third prince just fainted, although Lao Sun doesn't know how to wake him up, but he has no worries about his life. Sun Wukong said.

Yang Jian nodded lightly, he seemed to say, "That's good." ”

Sun Wukong also seemed to remember something, only to see him take out a thumb-sized villain from his clothes, and as soon as he blew it, the villain became Nezha's appearance.

"Nezha" was immobilized, he couldn't move, he couldn't speak, only a pair of big eyes dripping and rolling in his sockets.

Sun Wukong jumped in front of Nezha and blew on him.

"You ............ What are you going to do?" "Nezha" looked at Sun Wukong and asked in horror.

Although he can speak now, he still can't move.

"Don't worry, my grandson is already a member of Buddhism, and he won't kill living beings indiscriminately. Moreover, if Lao Sun wanted to kill you, you wouldn't be alive now. Sun Wukong said.

"That............ So what do you want?" "Nezha's" eyes were still rolling in his sockets, and at this time, he was like a thief who had been caught, and he didn't look like Nezha at all.

"You are the second personality of the third prince and a part of him, can you return to his body?" asked Sun Wukong.

"I............ I don't know how to go back. "Nezha" said.

Sun Wukong and Yang Jian glanced at each other, and one of them grabbed one of "Nezha's" arms, and they arrived next door in an instant.

Next door, Nezha was sleeping peacefully on the couch.

"You ............ What the hell are you going to do?" Nezha asked, reluctantly.

"Let you go back!" After speaking, Sun Wukong threw "Nezha" on the couch at once.

However, "Nezha" smashed into Nezha's body and did not return to Nezha's body.

"Nezha" bared his teeth in pain, and Nezha also rolled off the bed.

"Third Prince. Sun Wukong hurriedly helped Nezha up, put him back on the couch, and covered the quilt.

"Ask for ............ Please, don't do that. "Nezha" fell to the ground and pleaded.

Zhu Bajie and Sha Seng also came.

"Senior brother, it seems that this will not work. Sha Seng said.

"Yes, Brother Monkey, how can he return to the third prince's body?" Zhu Bajie looked at "Nezha" who fell to the ground and asked Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong shook his head, and then pointed to "Nezha", which immediately became dozens of times smaller, and Sun Wukong picked up "Nezha" from the ground and put it in his clothes.

"It seems that this matter is not as easy as we thought. Sun Wukong muttered to himself.

The others didn't speak, and they didn't know what to say.

After a while, Sun Wukong said to Yang Jian: "Erlang Zhenjun, you said, you met the Growth Heavenly King Demon Liqing in the Mongolian Realm?"

Yang Jian nodded.

"Then do you know where he is now?" asked Sun Wukong again.

Yang Jian smiled, and he seemed to say, "Of course I know." ”

"Then can you take Lao Sun to him?" asked Sun Wukong again.

Yang Jian nodded, and then walked out.

But Sun Wukong didn't mean to take Zhu Bajie and Sha Seng there.

"Senior brother, I'll go with you too. Sha Seng said.

"Senior Brother Sha, now the third prince is still in a coma, someone must take care of him, you and Bajie will stay in the inn, and my grandson will go back as soon as he goes. After that, Sun Wukong disappeared in an instant.

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Graveyard.

Familiar sky, familiar ghost fire, familiar tombstone, familiar environment.

Sun Wukong can't remember how many times he has been to this cemetery.

Because Yang Jian's mana had lost too much, it took them half an hour to fly here.

Along the way, Yang Jian wrote down the situation of Mo Liqing in detail.

It turned out that Mo Liqing's physical body was not destroyed, so when he arrived in the Mongolian realm, he had mana.

These days, he and Yang Jian searched for the whereabouts of other immortals together, but in the end they found nothing.

Just a few days ago, Mo Liqing seemed to have discovered something, and he became more and more strange. Sometimes he would lie in the coffin and mumble, and sometimes he would suddenly say something inexplicable, Yang Jian asked him what was wrong, and he didn't say anything.

Until two days ago, after Mo Liqing came back from outside, he lay down in the coffin, and once he entered, he never came out.

Yang Jian thought something had happened to him, so he knocked on the lid of the coffin and asked him, but Mo Liqing didn't say anything.

"In other words, Mo Liqing has been lying in the coffin for the past two days and hasn't gone out?" Sun Wukong asked Yang Jian.

Yang Jian nodded.

"It seems that what Lao Sun saw in the inn yesterday was Mo Liqing's second personality. Sun Wukong muttered.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them had flown down from the sky.

Stepping into this familiar cemetery, Sun Wukong suddenly felt a little uneasy, he didn't know where this uneasiness came from, just a faint ............ Feel.

Yang Jian didn't react, he came to a tombstone with a familiar car, he pointed with his hand, the ground immediately split into two, and a black coffin appeared in front of the two.

Yang Jian nodded at Sun Wukong, he seemed to say, "Great Sage, this is the coffin where the Demon Rite Qing lives." ”

Sun Wukong looked at the black coffin lid, and the sense of uneasiness became stronger and stronger.

"Erlang Zhenjun!"

Sun Wukong suddenly shouted.

Yang Jian's body trembled, obviously he was frightened, he looked at Sun Wukong in astonishment, as if asking, "Great Sage, what's wrong with you?"

Sun Wukong calmed down and said slowly: "Erlang Zhenjun, you stand back and let Lao Sun come." ”

Although Yang Jian didn't understand why Sun Wukong did this, he still listened to Sun Wukong's words and took three steps back.

"A little farther away. Sun Wukong said.

Yang Jian took three more steps back.

"Farther away. Sun Wukong said.

Yang Jian took ten steps back, and this time, he was two feet away from the coffin.

Sun Wukong swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and with a wave of his hand, the lid of the coffin flew out instantly.

Everything in the coffin appeared in front of his eyes.

What's in the coffin is ............ The rotting corpse of the Devil Rite!